"Oh, so?" Zhong Niangyao shrugged indifferently, "You're not trying to tell me that all this has nothing to do with you and it's all Meng Rou's fault, so we can shake hands, make peace, and then fight against Meng Rou together, right?"
"I have other treasures." Master Zeng quickly spoke up, "If you are willing to spare me, all the treasures can be yours."
"Treasures?"
After hearing Master Zeng's words, a dangerous glint flashed in Zhong Niangyao's eyes, and her tone carried a hint of disdain. "Your treasures, which one of them isn't stained with human blood? Only someone like you would consider them treasures."
Such demeaning words made Master Zeng very uncomfortable, but given the circumstances, he could only bow his head and humble himself. "Lady Zhong is right, it's all my fault. I assure you I will reform myself thoroughly in the future and absolutely refrain from committing any acts that would harm the natural order."
